The pull

It wasn’t a sound, it wasn’t a touch,

But something inside me turned.

Like the moment before lightning strikes—

Still, but everything burned.

I wasn’t looking, I wasn’t ready,

Didn’t ask, didn’t want to be found.

But then your eyes met mine and I knew—

The world just stopped spinning around.

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It hit like a spell I didn’t cast,

A thread pulled taut between us fast.

I tried to turn, tried to ignore—

But something ancient whispered more.

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What is this pull beneath my skin?

This ache that starts and ends with him?

Like fate remembered who I was—

And tied me to you just because.

It’s too much, too soon, too deep, too loud…

But gods, I can’t shut it out.

What is this bond that calls me near—

When I was fine…

'Til you got here?

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I feel you in the quiet places,

Where thought should be my own.

I don’t know if I’m losing myself,

Or if I’ve never been this known.

I shouldn’t want this—shouldn’t want you.

But want is soft and want is kind.

This is hunger carved in magic.

This is fate that undermines.

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I breathe and it pulls tighter still,

Like your heartbeat answers mine at will.

I was always good at being alone—

So why do I ache when you’re gone?

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What is this fire beneath my skin?

This storm that starts and ends with him?

Like every wall I built so high

Is falling under just one sigh.

It’s too much, too fast, too raw, too real…

But gods, I don’t want not to feel.

What is this bond that won’t let go—

When I swore I’d never need someone to know?

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Maybe this isn’t destiny…

Maybe it’s a curse.

But your name is in my chest now,

And nothing hurts worse.

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So what is this pull that makes me burn?

This tether I never asked to learn?

Is it love or is it fate…

Or something too late to unmake?

It’s everything I tried to fear—

And still, I want you near.

Even if I run…

You’re already here.